THeRe'S An AnGeL On My ShOuLdEr...

Sunday, February 29, 2004

Why do Psychics have to ask you for your name? 

Of those three utterly riveting alternatives I had to amuse myself last night, I ended up not doing any of them (though the 19yo was tempting *wink*). Got a call from equally bored Paul, so I headed over to watch a DVD. We saw A League of Extraordinary Gentlemen. I expected it to be extraordinarily craptacular, as I hadn't heard any good reports, but I admit that I quite enjoyed it. Yes, I know, I was tired. Though how they can call it a league of extraordinary gentlemen when the league includes an unmistakably female Mina Harker, I don't know. My major beef were the continuity errors. How can they get it so wrong? Don't they think people will notice? Apparently not. Maybe I should be a continuity director in my next life. Now there's an idea!......

I was chatting to a Sydney friend this morning who was lamenting that there doesn't seem to be any women in the world for him & that every time he meets someone it turns into a drama. OK folks, time for the JAWS theme music, we're heading into 'Relationship Territory' again. We talked about lots of stuff, much of which was like getting blood from a stone, but in essence his opinion was that he needed/wanted someone that he could just communicate with, someone he could "talk to, be like minded, not hold shit back" and "be who you are, not what you think the other person wants you to be". I asked if he expected to have a relationship without having to make the effort to maintain it & he asked what maintaining a relationship was anyway? He said he felt it was "being there for the other" but not "working out ways to make it work". I had to agree. Just what is a relationship supposed to be like though? I think that might be half the problem. Our expectations. We know what we want, and are disappointed when it doesn't all fall into place. Are our expectations sound & reasonable though? I really don't know. Having been married for so long and that individual being my 1st real boyfriend, I find I am at a complete disadvantage. Whilst I have a rough idea what I want from a relationship & how I expect a relationship to be, I have no foundation upon which to determine if it's reasonable or not. Or if it's a completely different ballgame in my 30's compared to my teens. I imagine what it would be like to be head over heels in love. Would that entail thinking about them all the time, wanting to be with them alot, taking sickies to stay in bed with them..... who knows? I'm fairly sure I don't. I do believe though that there should be trust, open communication, affection, respect and admiration. Oh...and a fair sprinkling of really good sex doesn't hurt either!!! :P

Saturday, February 28, 2004

The Bureau of Missing Socks 

The other day Cat was lamenting having lost a sock. Her first encounter with the lost sock phenomenon apparently (though I find that hard to believe!). Well, I stumbled across this site today & it might just explain one of lifes many mysteries. There is apparently a lost sock database that you can record your remaining sock in, in the hope of being reunited with its mate. Personally, I prefer to buy all of my socks the same colour & style so it doesn't really matter.

What a lazy day it has been. I had a wonderful sleep-in. Then just lazed about for a while. Did some weights & sit-ups & then gave my hair a trim & a deep conditioning treatment. I thought it safer to trim it myself than have my sister do it. It's a little dry at the ends & I just KNOW she'd take off too much! Then I had the urge to make macaroni cheese. From scratch, not out of a packet. I remembered how to make the cheese sauce in the microwave without it going lumpy. You need to stir it often & then, whip it, whip it good!! It was delicious! of course it completely wiped out any good achieved by those sit-ups.

Now I'm trying to decide what to do tonight. Should I jump the 19 year old that's been trying to pick me up the last couple of days? hmmm, tempting. Perhaps call my friend & put 'plan B' into action, which would probably be Latte on the Parade, or be dead boring & stay home?

I'll let you know tomorrow what I end up doing

Have fun kiddies xxx

Friday, February 27, 2004

Everyone has a photographic memory; some just don't have film... 

Thank heavens THAT week is over! I don't know about you, but I'm buggered.

My friend & I were lamenting today that it's a sad state of affairs when you're out every night of the week - but come the make each other 'Plan B' because you haven't had a better offer. In fact, you haven't had any offers at all!! I suppose now WE have to do all the asking? That would then render Leap Day (Feb 29 - also known as Sadie Hawkins Day) a non-event completely wouldn't it? Then, we shouldn't complain. We have expected the guys to do all the asking for centuries, I suppose it IS our turn to return the favour. It's only fair after all.

Slip Lanes. Wonderful inventions. It's just a pity that nobody seems to know what they are for!!!!!! On the way to work this morning, I saw 6 cars turn right from the lane I was in. All of them had the use of slip lanes. There was only ONE that I didn't have to stop, slow down or swerve for!! Really people, it's not that hard. Surely?

Does anyone have any idea where I can find a pair of black, size 9.5-10, high heeled, knee length lace-up boots? Reasonably priced of course. They appear to be as rare as rocking horse poo.

Hmmm...I'm getting sleepy. I wonder if I can make it to bed before midnight tonight? Sweet Dreams

Wednesday, February 25, 2004

OK, so what's the speed of dark? 

It's a blessing that they don't let me carry a gun at work, for without a shadow of a doubt, if they did, my PC would be in tiny weeny pieces right about now!

Pushing to meet the deadline for that job application I had to write, the PC decides to throw a fit, as it tends to do, and LOST MY APPLICATION!!!!!!!!!! Fucking machines!!! & before you ask, I looked in the temp files etc... nothing, zip, nada...Argh! Oh and of course all the help desk people had gone home.

So I quickly flicked off a request for a further extension, with my excuse which even sounded lame to me, and I knew it was the truth! But of course they let me sweat for an hour and a half before replying while I madly re-type what I can from memory. It's never the same the second time around though is it? Always a poor second to the original.

I came home to discover their reply. Yes - I can get the balance of the application in my 12 tomorrow Perth time. Woooohooo. For now though I'm going to hit the shower & relax with a nice chardonnay.

Wally of the Week 

The dickhead who owns the car in the car park here at work that STILL has tinsel wrapped around the aerial.

Need I say more?????

Tuesday, February 24, 2004

Definition of Torture... 

Jealousy is an insidious emotion. It's one I try to avoid, but find myself feeling far more frequently of late, despite efforts not to. What makes it worse though is having no idea really who I am jealous of. I feel I am fighting a battle with transparent enemies. A cruel & unusual punishment. Torture actually. Why can't I just accept what's obvious. Probably because it's not really obvious at all. Well, not to me anyway. I feel like a half-dead mouse at the mercy of a cat. One of many I suspect.

Went to see David Bowie last night. It was a great concert & I thoroughly enjoyed it. I think it helps also not being a die-hard fan as you tend to have less expectations & just enjoy what 'is'. You don't criticise everything & compare it against the original. It's nice not to be able, or have to analyse everything for a change. Pure enjoyment. I also got to meet some lovely people, finally, and hope to see more of them. It was a top night, for the most part anyway.

I also got to partake in one of my favourite pastimes, people-watching. One in particular caught my attention. I know him in passing only, as I am a semi-regular customer. He had a female draped over him (hanging on for dear life actually!) most of the evening, much to his apparent annoyance. It was the 'style' of this female that interested me - as I saw shades of myself in her. That sort of explained a few things that I thought i might have been imagining. Perhaps I wasn't. Also interesting to note her absence when I saw him again later in the evening. A fleeting romance I suspect.

time to go face the world

Saturday, February 21, 2004

Change is inevitable, except from vending machines 

Just when you think things might settle down for a while, someone goes and throws a curve-ball at you!

Dilemmas, Dilemmas. Last week I had an email forwarded to me which opened the possibility of earning an extra $20K+ doing exactly the same job I am doing now. The catch? The vacancies are in PERTH!!!!!!!

What to do??? well, considering applications close on Monday, I should apply & think about it later for a start. My bestest mate & colleague, Sandy, is also applying. She talked me into putting in an application to start with.

But do i really want it? I don't know. The money would be VERY nice of course, but money isn't everything. It would certainly provide an opportunity to get ahead financially. Then what? It wouldn't be a long term thing, so what would I do after that?

Then there is my family & those I love. Can I leave them behind? Would I be able to deal with that? That's something I'm not so sure about. I'm very close to my family. Particularly my Brother. Has travelled for long periods before & I found that difficult to deal with.

So, I have a lot to think about.........

Friday, February 20, 2004

I feel like I'm diagonally parked in a parallel universe. 

Why do men have difficulty processing the meaning of the word 'no'. A couple of weeks ago I had to tell someone to 'take a hike'. It seems that they have suddenly developed selective amnesia and obviously have no recollection of me telling them that I was not interested in their 'offer'. I'm just not 'Mistress' material. I'm far too selfish for that I think. So I had to remind them that, no, I wasn't suffering some sort of temoporary insanity when I declined, and despite the fact that yes, I enjoy partaking in the activity in question as often as a I am able, I really & truly wasn't interested.

This could lead into a lengthly debate on the role of the word 'no' in Rape & Sexual Assault...but i won't. I'd be here for ages. However, what posesses girls/women to quietly sit back & watch another girl get raped & do nothing? That one has me totally baffled. I just can't comprehend how they could do it, but apparently they do.

Thursday, February 19, 2004

The Birds 

Had a bad night sleep again last night. Had a recurrence of a disturbing dream/nightmare that i have been having of late. I have no idea what it means. If in fact it means anything at all.

In the dream/nightmare I am down near the sea. The soil in the area is grey, but sandy & loose. There is a ratty looking fence. Now, the disturbing part is that there are lots of birds burried head-first in the soil - but they are still alive & flapping their wings about - but obviously in distress & dying. Before I have a chance to do anything, my friend who is with me turns and says to me "there is nothing you can do, you can't save them". It was a horrible dream.

Anyone have any idea what it might mean?

Wednesday, February 18, 2004

Just Lay on the Couch Please 

Lately I have found myself increasingly becoming a pseudo Relationship Counsellor. Moi? A Relationship Counsellor? You are kidding right? Just how I would be qualified, I do not know! After all, I am single! I have had a few ask me, totally perplexed, why I am single? Yep, that is a very good question. I do not really know the answer. I do not think I am too fussy, though some might disagree. And even if nobody else agrees, I think I am pretty special actually. One of lifes many mysteries.

Anyway, some of the questions & problems have been interesting & I do not have any answers, and can often see things from both sides. I would be interested to hear the thoughts and suggestions of those that bother to read my utterly dull Blog.

One, who managed to extract herself from a very bad relationship, last year, finds she cannot move on & misses the prick. She finds she cannot put herself "out there" despite wanting to. She thinks she has lost her MOJO…..

Another is incredulous that her "former" (who was married- but let us not go there) now accuses her of seducing him!!! Hello! It takes two to tango. I doubt very much that she would have put a gun to his head. I think she might be justified to feel angry over that one.

Another mate is pissed off because the guy she is seeing keeps talking about all of his exes. This is a difficult one and it is another case where I can see both sides of the coin. His exes are a part of his life, and therefore will naturally be included in any stories he may tell of his past experiences. What would be inappropriate though would include any "intimate" references. I am not sure if this is the case, but if it were me, I would be pissed off hearing about previous intimate encounters on a regular basis. But even if that is not the case, I can still understand her discomfort at hearing about them all the time.

X broke up with his girlfriend - again. Fundamentally because she is almost as stubborn as he, and would not accept his offers of help. I don’t think he gets it. He does not understand her need to be independent and in control of her own life. But his reasoning behind his offers of assistance are also sound and his heart was certainly in the right place. Not sure there is a right or wrong answer. I pointed out that some of what she feels possibly stems from the fact that he is SO stubborn, SO independent and SO successful, that he does not NEED her help and that simple fact might just be making her feel like a bit of a failure, even when she is clearly not. I suggested he ask her for help in a few things, however minor. He replied “but I do not NEED her help”. That may well be the case, but it does not matter how minor it might be, many women like to feel needed.

Got any pearls of wisdom?

Pitter Patter of Tiny Feet.... 

No, don't panic....I'm talking about the sound of the critters that I apparently have living in the roof above my bedroom. Don't know what they are...perhaps faeries wearing boots?

Had a bit of a fright last night. While driving, I momentarily lost concentration & nearly went through a red light. What frightened me more though was the fact that for a milisecond I almost wished I had & been cleaned up. Why? I don't know. I think i still have a lot of work to do on being happy I guess.

Monday, February 16, 2004


What a weekend! The damn heat near drove me crazy! I'm surprised at the absence of two things. Major bushfires and murders. This kind of weather sends people crazy & pushes people to their limits. Assaults and domestic violence usually escalates at the very least.

Saturday was fairly quiet and I spent most of the day trying to pretend it wasn't as hot as it was. Had to go shopping & trooped down to Tea Tree Plaza. Had a fairly successful shopping expedition completed just before the blackout. When the majority of the shops started shutting & the heat started rising - I headed home.

Headed off to my mate Sandy's place on Saturday night for dinner. Convinced her not to cook (her passion) It didn't take much convincing. She is worse than me when it comes to coping with the heat. We ordered Chinese, which I haven't had in AGES and I must say, it was the best I have had in a very long time!. Cheap and good sized servings. It's called the Fu Lin Restaurant at Goodwood if anyone is interested. We had the Lemon Chicken & the Beef & Cashews, both of which I can highly recommend.

Most of yesterday was spent in front of the PC pretending it wasn't hot before later heading off to my Sisters' place for a BBQ for my Mum's birthday (which is actually today). It was a jolly good night, as it usually is with my family, especially when you add good food & wine - and effective airconditioning! So effective in fact that the birthday cake ceremony turned into a bit of a fiasco - it was bloody hilarious!! Sue (my sister) had a brilliant idea of having an icecream cake. However, it took forever to try & light the candles because the airconditioner kept blowing them out - so we sang Happy Birthday & lit them at the same time! Well...we succeeded to get them all lit, but of course by that stage -the thing started melting rapidly. I served up, commencing cutting slices with a knife....having to resort to a spoon for the last few pieces. It was fun & we all had a great laugh.

My soon-to-be Brother-in-Law/Landlord invited his Father along. A lovely man who provided a great deal of entertainment. Mainly because he had been swimming, had a head full of water, & was deaf as a post!! I was elected to be the foghorn, which I'm sure was punishment for all the years I was profoundly deaf...which was until I started school pretty much. I was very good at lip-reading (out of practice now) & nobody really picked it up. So there was much yelling & much confusion & laughter. I have a great family. I'm very, very lucky & very proud of all of them....except maybe my nephew. But we won't go there today...

Have to go decide what to wear today...bye all!

Friday, February 13, 2004

Too Hot to Drink? What The....????? 

We had a farewell for my Boss today who is going to Canberra for 2 years (poor sod) to work in the High Tech Crime Unit & would you believe, it was actually too hot to drink? Although the venue we had it was airconditioned, it was pathetic & the place just got humid from the combination of heat & sweat. YUK. We all gave in & left at around 4 to go home & have cold showers. Aaaaaah....much happier little vegemite now.

How can I convince my big, fat, black furry cat (Jet) that it's too hot to sit on Mum today??? It's like having a knee rug on - & in this weather!!! I know he loves me, but really!!

Thursday, February 12, 2004

Rapunzel, Rapunzel, Let Down Your Hair 

I need a haircut. Badly. It's now falling below my bra strap, the longest I've ever had it. But I have heaps of split ends. My Sister usually cuts it, but i have to straighten it first. She can't do it in it's natural curly state. It shits me how much hairdressers charge. It's all one length so it's not really a challenge or anything, yet they charge obscene amounts of money to have 1cm sipped off the ends! More money than they charge men to do something more complicated.

I've been cutting my Brothers hair since I was 14. He won't let anyone else touch it now. Quite a resourceful family.

I LOVE having my hair played with, But I can't seem to find anyone who loves playing with it. Bummer eh?

You can tell I'm bored can't you?

Warm & Fuzzy 

I read alot of material on a day-to-day basis that challenges ones faith in humanity. It can be quite depressing & distressing at times & it becomes a challenge to keep everything in perspective. But stories like this one restore my faith somewhat.
Happy Ending
Last Saturday a 12-year-old Intellectually impaired boy from Hectorville was allegedly
robbed at knifepoint of his brand new bike by 3 youths. The boy although not hurt was devastated as he had bought the bike himself after collecting empty bottles and cans over a couple of years. Norwood Police investigated the incident and yesterday managed to locate the offenders and recover the bike. Unfortunately the bike had been stripped down of many of its markings and looked nothing like the brand new bike. Police approached Kmart Firle where the bike purchased from to see if they could replace the missing parts. The Manager of Kmart on hearing the story and finding out parts could not be replaced went one better and replaced the bike with a brand new one. We are pleased to say that the 12-year-old victim was absolutely thrilled with is brand new bike and it is good to have a happy ending to the whole incident.

Awwwwww...wasn't that nice of them?

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Wednesday, February 11, 2004

I see the light!!! 

Well, the mysterious eye complaint has almost resolved itself thankfully. It is no longer sore and I only have some slight swelling. I have no idea what caused it. That sort of thing is generally restricted to the very rare times I might go camping, when I invariably get bitten by some critter on the eyelid in the dead of night. Hence, my definition of camping now is a room without a spa.

Finally went and saw The Last Samurai last night on the recommendations of Cat and Danny. I must say i was very impressed! It was much better than i had expected. i imagined something along the lines of Braveheart, and although there were similarities, Samurai was far superior in many respects. It was intelligent, and very moving. It was also thought provoking such as with the following exchange;
Katsumoto: "Do you believe a man can change his destiny?"
Algren: "I believe a man does what he can until his destiny is revealed."

which seemed appropriate to me at this point in time & possibly many of you as well. The battle & fighting scenes were superb and the costumes authentic and stunning without being gratuitous & the snow made me want to go skiing this year. I am glad I saw it. I am still pondering over it's complexities, such as, Which character is the "last samurai" - Katsumoto, or Algren? - always a sign of a top film in my view.

Tuesday, February 10, 2004

Just Don't Want To Be Here... 


Just came in out of the heat. God, I've had enough. Enough of the heat & enough of feeling fucked over & fucked off! & My eye is hurting like hell & feels the size of a golf ball. Time for more drops. It's not a stye - I don't know what the hell it is. it was almost swollen shut this morning. I'm supposed to be going to the movies tonight, so I'm sure it will continue to annoy the hell out of me.

Ok, I feel better now that I have vented. Thank you for putting up with my crap.

Monday, February 09, 2004

A Time for Change... 

Not a particularly eventful day. Caught up on the weekends events at work - because crooks don't take the weekends off unfortunately! A bit of useless trivia for you. Crooks that steal cars generally lock them up when they dump them. And men who masturbate in their vehicles or while they are driving (yes, it IS possible - without having an accident), will more often than not, be driving either a red vehicle or a white commercial type vehicle. What the...??? Yes, I know I drive a red car, but I don't masturbate while I'm driving! Honestly, I don't.

In the midst of all the reading though, I composed an email telling someone to 'take a hike' effectively. From the response, I don't think they liked it much. Quite frankly, I don't give a rats. Sick of everyone wanting something from me without being prepared to invest anything of themselves. Like the line in that Everclear song You always try to be everything to everyone. Well, There's not enough of me to be able to achieve that, so I'm not going to try anymore, except with those who are truly important to me.

Had dinner at Mum & Dad's & Mum cooked one of my favs - Cajun Chicken with sweet potato & steamed asparagus. Mum worries about me, as Mothers do. Thinks I don't eat or look after myself properly. After a weekend where pretty much the only things I ate were Brie, Avocado and icecream, she's probably right, as Mothers have a tendency to be. Don't ya just hate that???

There should be a law against Valentines Day. I think all us single folk should mount a protest on the steps of parliament or something. Well, it could be a novel way to meet some cute (tall) guys ;-)

I'm off to bed. The stye in my eye is really starting to piss me off & I need to put drops in it. I'm run down but am subconsciously ignoring the warning signs of another bout of CFS. Time for some rest, vitamins & exercise.

Nite Nite, Sweet Dreams xxx

Hmmmm...A little too much wine.. 

Had a very pleasant afternoon/evening the birthday party for a 2 year old. So, you ask? Well, anybody that knows me knows that I am not really remotely maternal. Perhaps that's not entirely true. I just made the decision (not carved in stone mind you) quite a while ago, that having children of my own was not something I felt the overwhelming need to do. But Tasha today was a real cutie & I was blown away by the fact that she could say my name (Lyndal, not gothqueen)...perfectly - over and over and over and..... That is very rare indeed for someone so young. With my own neices & nephews, mine was the last name they got right of all the family members.

Both the wine & the converstation flowed, but given that I don't eat much when it's hot, the wine went straight to my head. And now I am suffering from dehydration & have a bit of a sore noggin! Self inflicted, I know! But this heat is wearing a bit thin - even if i do have airconditioning.

I just did the 'Slut Test' and - OH MY GOD!!



Still, in the 'How much of a sleaze are you?' quiz that I did at work last week, I got a score that apparently indicates I'm 'a menace to society'!!! Hmph! I suppose that depends on your perspective. Anyway, I think the quiz was aimed at the guys moreso than the girls. I hope. head has just shut down, but just before I go, I've been tweaking my old Blogger Blog page & I might be returning to that soon - as diaryland is just not user friendly at all...well, not to me anyway. I'll keep you posted on that one

Sweet Dreams. I think mine will be ;-)




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